Lions And Tigers

Send the kids to the garden

The cypresses burdened down

To make a perfect pair

Spread on a blanket

The angels wasting their tears

When your wet face turns to cheer

Tiny little voices

Won't take nothing from no one

Tiny little fingers

Won't pull nothing from nowhere

The children are begging

The smiling rain clouds

To please reflect my tears

Leaves fall from nowhere

I won't beg your pardon

I won't be there when you laugh

Tiny little voices

Won't take nothing from no one

Tiny little fingers

Won't pull nothing from nowhere

And find a way to set them straight

These kids are all begging to trade

Their ghosts away

And let them fade and let them

All of their open smiles

Just sit and wait

To sing a brutal song